Where Am I & Who's Snoring?

Oh geez, I could remember what I wanted to write about before I took that nap, now all I can remember is that I wanted to get some thoughts down before I forgot them.  I should have skipped the nap. Then again, I may be one step closer to being able to answer the question, "what came first, the pillow face or the drool?" I'll give you a hint - the crease on my face is 3 inches long, the diameter of the drool is 2 inches.  Now I need a mathematical equation for rate of creasage vs droolage.

I have never been a graceful napper. I complain and pout on the way to bed, I stay awake way too long once I'm there, and then I sleep as if I had been boozing it up. 9 times out of 10 I wake up because the setting sun is blinding me and the swimming with Freddy Krueger dream was starting to get weird. And then begins what I like to call the Red Queen Hour, where the answer to all questions is "Off with their head!"

My mother, aunt and grandfather are/were spectacular nappers. All of the world's problems could be solved with a nap. My mom is able to conjure dreams of flying and fuzzy bunnies and kittens. I conjure geometry classes and hitmen. I am never teaching the geometry class but I do get to change if I am the hitman or the hit.

All I can remember now pre-nap is that Kate and Marg have both requested more writing from me, and the combination of the two was finally enough to inspire me to do it. And then the dreaded nap and now all is forgotten. That trick is really only handy if there is a fight I want to quickly get over, an expensive shopping receipt whose location I would like to forget or half a mushroom pizza that I would like to pretend is not in my stomach.

Ugh! This is so frustrating!! Off with their heads!!!! (not Kate and Marg- I love them both and wish them happy flying bunny dreams)

note:
Karl came up with mathematical equation.
crease times drool divided by pillow time equals honey
It looks better on paper.